The Open Zipper Project: an oral history by chronic masturbators [periodic posting]

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Wanted: Men and Women to talk about themselves for an Oral History of Chronic Masturbation Addiction

Are you a chronic masturbator? Would you like to metaphorically “open your zipper” and share your story of living with chronic masturbation addiction? Would you like to tell complete strangers (safely and anonymously) about the most secret, most private, and most important thing in your life? And do it with your real zipper open and let your listeners know you are masturbating as you speak, perhaps even orgasming for them?

Onania . Org/asm is conducting the Open Zipper Project, an oral history of, by, and for chronic masturbators. By telephone I will interview you and record a frank, open, and revealing confession about your masturbation addiction. The recording will be posted to Onania . Org/asm in a public oral history archive. (See current Open Zipper Interviews)  

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The Diary of a Chronic Masturbator. Warning LONG : NoFap

I’ve been wanting to write a diary of sorts as a means to clear my head of these feelings. I think it will be good if I put it out here, maybe it will bring strength to others. If you don’t care for my story, then just use your downvote and move on. I think this is going to be pretty long, and fucked up. I commend those willing to travel into my psyche, but its not for the weak hearted. Here it goes…

I am a chronic masturbator. Fuck, that sounds really harsh, but its true. I can actually still remember the first time I whacked off. I had just gotten home from my final day of 7th grade. Don’t quite know how I got there, but I found myself surfing porn pics on out 56k modem. I remember the ecstasy I felt I as did it, coming all over the floor, passing out in a pile of my own sweat. “This is why sex is so awesome” I told myself. This was the best feeling ever, why wouldn’t I want to do this. Like many teenagers, my angst was quelled by the joy of internet porn.

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Experiences of thesolitudeone: I like

When the male subject is having intercourse with the female I often get a kick out of watching the guys balls clanging off of the the females anatomy (her anal area).  When I see his ball sack rocking back end forth while ramming the female with his penis and his ball sack hits her with his forward thrust, I have got to admit that I enjoy watching it.

What really turns me on about watching males while watching porn is when the guys ball sack tightens up while he is thrusting into her. I don’t understand what is happening, but when the guys balls rise up and are on either side of the guys penis shaft, I like seeing that. I really like thinking about how good it must feel when that happens. Those feelings going from the balls to the brain must make the feelings going from the penis to the brain so much more enjoyable. It makes my own penis start to throb right now just thinking about it. It’s that powerful a dream to me.

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THE LIFE OF A HOPELESSLY ADDICTED MASTURBATOR

a masturbator wrote:

THE LIFE OF A HOPELESSLY ADDICTED MASTURBATOR

I am a dedicated, compulsive, habitual masturbator. I have been for over 60 years and from the moment I first discovered the excitement and pleasure that I could generate in my penis my sexual parts, and for that matter throughout my entire body and psyche, I have preferred it to all other forms of sexual activity.

Before going on to further describe my love of masturbation let me first reflect upon the word itself……masturbation, masturbate, masturbator. All are magic words to me and just saying them to myself or using them as I write excites me. I love the words because they are not slangy as is the case with wanking or jerking off. No they are serious unambiguous references to the act of taking your sexual parts into your own hands and manipulating them to produce life’s most pleasurable feelings and ultimately to ejaculate. So I will use these words as much as possible when speaking of my attitude towards masturbating.

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The Batehole, My Sexual History: Mom’s Masturbation Machine

I’ve been a habitual masturbator for most of my life and an admitted addicted masturbator for over 5 years. And I’ve always wondered how or why I’ve been this way, but I highly suspect I inherited my strong sexual desires from my mom. Looking back, there are several clues to my suspicion, which I’ll relate now and in future posts. One day a machine appeared in the basement at my house and I asked my mom what it was. She didn’t answer me. but I didn’t press her for an answer. I became more and more curious about this machine and its purpose, so I asked her again some time later, and she told me it was to help her reduce weight. She was a fairly petite woman at 5’ 4” and 110 lbs, so I still was a bit confused, because I couldn’t picture how she could lose weight with this machine. The machine was made of steel, with 3 rollers on top, and it was at such a height that all you could do was sit on it. So I concluded it was for losing weight in the butt. I could hear the machine running in the evenings, so I figured mom was using it to lose weight, But I was still intrigued, as kids usually are, and I asked her to show me how she used the machine, but she just ignored me. Looking back now, its obvious she was using the machine to masturbate. And what still intrigues me to this day is that my dad had to know what this machine was used for, because he had to be the one that bought it for her; she didn’t work at the time. She must have been a seriously horny bitch to purchase such a big masturbating machine, place it out in the open in the basement, and use it every night. My dad has a huge cock, so my mom must have been getting reamed pretty good. All I can say is that she must have been a highly sexed, wanton woman in heat. So that’s why I suspect my strong sexual drive came from her.

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Cuckold arousal?

in http://groups.yahoo.com/group/OnaniaSupport/ a masturbator wrote:

In another discussion I described how I can’t fuck my wife’s pussy any longer, because I’m so addicted to masturbation that I go limp for the real thing. I’m pretty well resigned to this situation, and will probably never fuck another pussy in my life. On the other hand, maybe my wife needs something that I can’t provide her. More and more I have fantasies of being cuckolded, by my wife or some fantasy girl friend because I’m a totally chronic masturbator incapable of intercourse. These fantasies are really powerful and I often jerk off to photos of women fucking other men, especially when they are looking at the camera as if to taunt me with my incapacity. Anybody else get off to cuckold fantasies? Want to talk on phone about them?

Oh Yes, many of my best fantasies are of the cuckold kind. After she accepts that I will never be able to satisfy her, we reach an agreement. She gives me permission to sink fully into my masturbation addiction and I give her permission to fuck anyone she wants.

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Bate State: Penis masturbation.

Sometimes when I get really deep into my masturbation, I’ll start chanting about penis.

penis, penis, penis, penis, penis, penis, penis

I love my penis. I love my penis. I love my penis.

I love my penis. I love my penis. I love my penis.

masturbate, masturbate, masturbate, masturbate

penis masturbation is my life

I’m a masturbator, I’m a masturbator, I’m a masturbator

I masturbate my penis all the time.

I love masturbating my penis. My penis masturbation rules my life.

I can’t stop masturbating, I can’t stop masturbating

penis, penis, penis, penis, penis, penis, penis

I masturbate like this all the time. I chant to myself and coach myself deeper into my masturbation addiction. I love being a masturbator. How deep could I get with another masturbator whispering chants like that into my ear while I masturbated my penis furiously? I want to find out.

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